Outside the Zhongshan Concert Hall, it was already dark.

He Jing stood in front of the fluorescent screen scrolling through the large entrance of the concert hall, and occasionally a cold wind brushed her long hair, and she shrunk her shoulders.

She wasn't alone, and there were people around the gate waiting quietly.

It wasn't until the first girl in a dress who walked out of the main entrance of the concert hall appeared that everyone's eyes looked at her.

As soon as the girl went out, she threw herself into the arms of a middle-aged woman and sobbed.

The gate was no longer quiet.

Then, one after another, young people walked out of the gate, each with a different emotion on their faces.

Five minutes passed, and there were fewer and fewer people at the gate.

He Jing couldn't wait a little and was about to take out her mobile phone.

At this moment, a tall and thin figure suddenly appeared in the doorway, holding his knees and panting, but with a hippie smile.

"Sister—"

"Why aren't you waiting at the hotel?"

Under the fluorescent screen, He Jing's eyebrows and eyes finally relaxed, and her expression softened in an instant was indescribably moving, and her dry lips opened and closed slightly.

"And what are you running for?"

......

"Sister, I want to eat dumplings. ”

"Eat. ”

......

"Guess who I met today?"

"Who?"

......

Along the streetlight, the siblings walked farther and farther away, and finally disappeared under the streetlight at the corner intersection.

I don't know how long it took, but the fluorescent screen at the entrance of the Zhongshan Concert Hall was also extinguished.

After the meal, the two siblings sat side by side by the window and chatted for a long time until midnight.

The two returned to their beds.

Turn off the lights.

Say goodnight to each other.

It didn't take long for the gloomy cottage to be completely quiet, like a fuge bar facing the street outside the window.

The fifth day of the ordinary New Year ends.

During this period, there is another thing worth mentioning, when He Jing was washing, Qin Jian wanted to find the score of "The Girl in the Garden" and flip it over, but unexpectedly found that the accompanying book was missing.

This made Qin Jian a little annoyed.

Nothing was said all night.

【08:30】

Under the vibration of the mobile phone alarm clock in his ears, Qin Jian rubbed his eyes and climbed up from the bed before He Jing.

I simply moved my body and dispelled a lot of sleepiness.

After a brief wash, I dressed tightly, checked the sheet music in my backpack and left the room.

Walking in the morning light, I walked towards the Yuefuqin.

There are less than 30 hours left until the start of the second round.

Qin Jian couldn't be idle.

Prior to this, Qin Jian didn't pay much attention to the results of the competition that would be announced this afternoon.

Watching it through yesterday's argument game, 30 into 20, there was no problem.

But that's what made him worry about the second round.

'On the question of the style and performance of the Maiden in the Garden. ’

...

Although the fourth movement of the First Sonata in F minor was not ranked high in terms of technical difficulty yesterday, it was a piece that fully met the requirements of the competition repertoire and was well known to the jury.

And judging from yesterday's comprehensive reaction to the judges' bench after the end of each contestant, most of the judges have strict requirements for whether the contestants' performance style is in place, although there are a few judges who have a strong reaction to the innovative performance.

But for most judges, classical music needs to be rigorous.

More precisely, rules and frameworks.

For example, when the works of the Classical period suddenly began to advocate freedom, and when the works of the Romantic period were no longer full of individual expression, this kind of treatment may be attributed to lack of rigor, or foul play, and out of the circle.

Naturally, the results are not too optimistic.

So after vaguely grasping some kind of arena rules, Qin Jian felt that he needed to take another look at the girl in the XHY area.

For this extremely niche modernist piano work, how should we adjust the performance techniques and processing methods, so as to trigger the new language and unique tonality of modernist music more brilliantly and more eye-catching.

This will be related to how to successfully pass the second level of the seventeen judges.

Ten people are already destined to leave the ring.

The next stage of competition is bound to be even more intense.

Call.

There's still time, come on...

...

"Oh, Lie **"

Qin Jian crossed the road and came to the gate of Yuefu Piano Store and was stunned.

Looking at the string of English next to the locked door, the gradually rising energy was instantly pressed in half.

"Change lanes. ”

Qin Jian didn't have time to complain, so he decided to look for his next home.

I can't afford to wait.,As for the book, you can find it later.。

......

Ten minutes later, Qin Jian found a new piano shop on the street less than a kilometer away from the Zhongshan Concert Hall.

The interior and volume are not a little worse than those of Yuefu Piano Shop, but it is no longer allowed to pick fat and thin.

After paying the deposit at the front desk, Qin Jian smoothly entered a small practice room separated by transparent glass.

A black upright piano was leaning against the wall, with its lid open, as if waiting for the favor of some big hand.

......

10:13

An hour and a half had passed, and Qin Jian listened to the previous recording over and over again.

I wrote and drew according to the music composition in my hand, and gradually found some problems that were lacking in the performance.

In the coffee table and piano hall, about the girl in the garden, Liao Linjun's tips are more about letting himself find a carrier from the image of life.

For example, nature, maidenness, or virginity.

I do seem to have felt the inner feeling that this work needs to express.

But it's another thing to express the feeling through actual performance.

Fundamentally, it's a piano piece that is radically modernist.

Unlike the composers of the classical period, they will divide the musical phrases in the musical passages concisely and regularly, so the main key music under the strict structure of the music can directly express the musical image and convey emotions.

Modernist works, on the other hand, are full of complex harmonic structures, and the melody is irregular or even fluid, breaking the traditional tonality.

So...

Gradually, Qin Jian's pen speed became faster and faster, and from time to time he pressed a few speakers on the piano, making strange sounds, attracting the clerk outside the glass window of the piano room to look here.

After the last recording was played, Qin Jian turned off his mobile phone and nodded as he looked at the questions gathered on the beatmap.

picked up the mobile phone and sent a text message to He Jing, informing the other party that he was practicing the piano and sending the location, then threw the mobile phone aside and moved the score to the music rack in a straight way.

"Practice. ”

......

Six hours later.

......

Under the stunned expression of the clerk of the piano shop, the young man paid 50 yuan for the use of the piano room and left the door in style.

After going out to blow the wind for a minute, the boy was able to calm down, and then took out his mobile phone.

I clicked on a message that I had sent two hours earlier

The content is a photo.

On the fluorescent frequency curtain in front of the Zhongshan Concert Hall, there is a red list.

At the top of the red list is the words 'Preliminary Advance List of the Piano Group of the 6th Huayun Music Skills Competition'

In an extremely conspicuous location.

'No. 21 Qin Key'

Look at a few characters on the fluorescent screen

The boy was calm.

......

"Awesome. ”